laundry: a love hate story

so as i have mentioned before, my husband(jay) is in the army(hot soldier above). with that being said, until he came home from basic training i never realized how much laundry comes with that. like O EMM FRICKIN GEE, i wash ACU's every single day(well it feels like it). i take pride in our little home and how he goes to work. i try to keep up a clean home, run our errands, grocery shop, cook(im not too bad just anxious about it), and send him to work in a clean uniform. i scrub and scrub and scrub some more those evil red clay patches in his knees. i mean the red clay just wants to perminently hang out. hes come home with it on his shoulders and knees. now, how in the hell it get on the back of his shoulders and not the whole back, i cant tell you. when he goes to the feild and comes home and im doing laundry i feel as if i am the mother to a very active little boy. as if im getting grass stains out of football uniforms,washing basketball uniforms or bleaching baseball socks. but instead of fighting with red clay and mud, i have made a new friend, her name is spary and wash, we hit it off right away. that has made my life so much easier. i love sending him to work clean and smelling good, i feel like im doing my wifely job. as much as i hate washing clothes, i dont mind  when he comes home covered in mud and clay, its the sign of a good day. if you have a man in the army and hes not comming home dirty he was probably bored out of his mind. it takes a special man to be in the army, and an even more special woman to be an army wife. another thing is no one is going to say that i send my husbad to work any kind of way. as much as i love what the army has done for my husband and what the army is providing for our family, it can be a gossip driven society. im a pretty much fly under the radar type girl and i dont need people in my business.  well later days people, have a good one.

and the beat goes on

Ladies, have you ever had one of those days when you just wanna hit restart? ok so  my day been a "restart" type day. first off, here is my disclaimer, IF YOU DONT WANNA READ A WHOLE BUNCH OF SENTENCE ENHANCERS(SWEAR WORDS) CHECK BACK IN A COUPLE DAYS *KISSES*
now that's out the way lets begin. shall we? so last night im up until around umm lets say 3 with a horrible headache and cramps(so much fun -_-) and i had a presentation at 8 in the damn moring for this bullshit class. now you know when it comes to school i hate group projects, mainly because there is always the one person who dont do shit. and so when i get to class in the am after a night in fetal position, i see my other group member who worked and pulled weight and here comes this for lack of a better word....young man. wasnt dressed up or anything, needless to say the teacher called us to go first. can you say shit show? now for those of you who dont know what a shit show is here goes the definition.

Shit Show: (v) looking like a jack ass in public and knowing it.

the dude had his back to the class and was reading(or lack there of) the slides. now one thing that grinds my gears.....looking like a jack ass. i take pride in myself and my work. and when i have a idiot making me look like a fool in front of a room of people. i get mad.

i feel like ive been shot at and missed but shit at and hit. i just want my husband. he wont be home until 01:00 maybe even after that.
later dayz guys

orange juice and popsicles

the hubs has the flu. and i feel so bad for him right now. at the moment hes wrapped up in a blanket watching movies. well, the movie is watching him. he looks so pitiful. so, usually he is never sick. he has some sort of cast iron immune system that just lets him stand in the rain for twelve hours with no jacket and not even have a cold. but when he does get sick, OMG, he's really sick. and is it just my hubs, or do all men digress when they are under the weather? he wants to be cuddled and fed popsicles and orange juice. its so sad but its kind of cute to. but i did have to deal with a rude woman at the store when i was buying him some meds. so i got some nyquil, some sprite and some popsicles. i went to go check out and the woman rang up my nyquil, then my sprite and then she made a face. she says "i hope you not trying to mix this together to drink" i said "no, my husband is sick" and she goes "husband? how old are you 20?" i say "im 22" and she says "you had to get married? you got kids" i said "no" so she goes about making her little comments and finishes checking me out. so that got me to thinking, UH OH. why are people sso shocked to hear that i have a husband? but thats a blog for another day. i have to go deliver a popsicle.
later days guys. have a good one

my day my way

nope, im not talking about a wedding. my wedding was quick and to the point at a chapel in the mountains.
blog for another day. but my birthday has been a pleasent surprise. i got a serenade at 1:30 in the morning, i got my own personal chocolate cake and roses!! omg, i dont remember the last time this man got me some flowers. there red and yellow roses. and i am in LOVE!!! im not really one for flowers, mainly because i have horrible sinuses and allergies, but flowers really do brighten up a room. this whole weekend i have felt like a complete and total princess. ive been driven where ever i need to go, doors opened for me(he does everyday but i feel extra special). he is truly a loving man, when he decides to show it.  well, im going to go eat and watch some movies, later days

Mrs. Lonely

Ok so my birthday is coming up. In fact, it's on Monday. The big 22, now Ill admit, it's not as exciting as 21. But 21 was kind of a depressing birthday cuz the hubs shipped out for basic 10 days later. Since we've been together we've never had a birthday apart. He's never missed my birthday and this year he's working on my birthday :( I understand that he has too but like geez can I have you for just that day. He says he has surprises for Saturday and I know he's trying to cheer me up but it's not the same. Now I know all you guys out in blog land are like geez woman hush but this just sucks on a whole 'nother level.

So I'm gonna share what Ive got planned for my big day. Thunder cats(80's classic), ice cream, movies, and what ever else happens. It's not much but honestly, I've never been a party or club person. I enjoy going out for a drink(responsibly of course) now and then. But that's as far as I go. The allure of the club never consumed me. I'm just an old soul, and I'm okay with that. Anyway, im feeling pretty good. I'm over that evil flu that's been creeping around with the weather changes. This extreme fluxuation of weather sux, but don't worry I thanked my mom for killing the ozone with all that hair spray in the 80's.

At the moment I'm waiting to hear keys in the door. Dinner is cooked, and I'm watching rocky. Sad, yes. Indeed this is what I do waiting on the hubs. I do homework, cook, clean and watch mindless dribble.

Later days blog fam

In sickness and in health

So for the past two days I've had some sort of virus and im finally starting to feel better. And bless the hubs lil heart he was right there for me every day. He made sure I ate and had blankets and ginger ale, he even fixed me a plate for dinner.Such a sweet heart, but anyway, every year faithfully I catch some sort of virus as the weather changes. Sucks for me right now right...NOPE, cuz in a few weeks I'm going to have the flu. I just know it. It's happened every year sine elementary school.

The hubs and I have horrible sinuses. I apologize to my future children because they will more than likely have allergy and sinus issues. Honestly, I don't remember the last time I was able to use my nose properly, like allergy meds have no affect on my sinus pressure. Any advise is welcomed.

I just want to feel better, my muscles are so sore. I feel like I just went into basketball tryouts out of shape. I think I just want to go to sleep, I'll catch up with you guess in a few

Later days

Never Forget

Ten years ago, our country was shaken to it's core by a sick group of individuals. No matter how old I get, around this time of year I regress back to this scared eleven year old who knew some thing happend but didn't know the significant meaning of it all. I remember seeing strangers helping each other and a lot of people shedding tears of sorrow. But at eleven, I just didn't understand.

Then came the immediate surge of patriotism in America. American flags on houses, cars, store windows and every where else you can imagine. I remember people taking pride in their country again. Growing up in a family of service members having pride in America was never really an issue. For a while I thought everybody's house looked like 4th of July year round.

Then came the war. Now at eleven I didn't understand why it was happening but as I grew older and became aware of my surroundings I learned that even unpleasant things can SOMETIMES be nessasary. Hints the term nessasary evil. Now don't go thinking I'm some war loving savage(and if you are more power to you) because I'm not. I pray for peace just as any other military spouse would in times of danger. I worry about the day my husbands number is called, let's face it when duty calls you can't hit ignore. I understood the danger that comes with the title of soldier when he signed his contract, and I understood the danger of military spouse. As much as I love him it's certain things regarding his job that I'm not too comfortable thinking about, simply because I can't.

This September 11th, if you have a chance, shake a soldiers hand. Whether you are anti or pro military it doesn't matter. They stand and fight until they can't anymore for your safety. They miss holidays, anniversaries, birthdays, births, and so much more just so you can spend all those precious moments with your family. Freedom isn't free by far.

God bless America, and everyplace else

ive been domesticated

so growing up i never thought that  i would be the wife that did the laundry, cooked dinner, cleaned the house, etc. but then i get married and i havent really noticed it until just a few moments ago. it hit me like a mac truck speeding down the highway.

I HAVE BEEN DOMESTICATED...

i had to sit down. ive been thinking about how my life has changed and its plain as day. i wash ACU's practically all the time, i vaccum almost daily(idk what it is but i swear this man sheds crumbs). fold clothes, clean the bathroom damn near daily and the list goes on. i mean what happend to me?

i mean im not the most organized person by a long shot but i know where everything is. but now its a total 180 degree's. i dont know maybe one day ill stop caring, but i doubt it. is marrige waking up a brand new me?

we like to party!

ok so why dont single people wanna hang out with married people?  i mean just because we have rings on our fingers doesnt mean we dont enjoy going out, i mean were young and without children just like you, so why cant our single people call us for a night out?

i noticed this when we started dating, a lot of our single friends sort of cut us off in the beginning and we were like "Hmm what gives" then we started hanging out with other couples who experianced the same social shunning. since when did relationship mean social lepar(no disrespect to lepars). however with our new relationship friends we were introduced to new kinds of outings and fun things to do. group dates, couples spa days, and guys nights( the guys play madden and we laugh at them and eventually join).

but i noticed when i would see old single friends they would act as if i didnt exist, which really hurt at first, but hey..thats life.  but seriously, we like to have fun and party. and a relationship isnt a bad thing either. i have a date to all my events that has a "suit" he looks hot in, i always have someone to cuddle and watch tv with, always a date to the movies, and the list goes on.

on a serious note though, dont hate on the married people, we still party....probably harder than the single folks, later days

throw back pic

just the two of us

its a nice calm lazy day on our end. now usually im awake and up moving and headed out the house no later than 7:30. in the am, thanks to school. but this nice little holiday monday gave me time to sleep. ive forgotten how good it feel to be in a nice warm bed. suprisingly i stayed asleep until about 9:00.  now the hubs stayed sleep until around 10:00. i just left him alone so he can allow his body to rest. now im not much of a breakfast girl personally, but this morning i was a little hungry, so i made a little toast(lol i said i dont do breakfast)

currently im in heaven, sprawled out in bed, the hubs is next to me and watching MSNBC. this is the perfect day. like i missed this time with him terribly. while he was gone. its true that you dont know what you have ubtil its gone, but even though i miss him im very proud of him and i know how lucky i am to have someone to miss.


just the MR&MRS on a random outing

Rainy days and football

Ok, it's the day that we've been waiting for. COLLEGE FOOTBALL KICKOFF!!!!!! Beer, BBQ, and victory parties. Living and dying with every play, swearing at refs, ok I'm an emotional fan But it's ok. I love sports I know and accept that, but the thing that's kinda got me down this year is it's raining on opening day. Not that it's a serious problem but with me already not feeling 100 percent, sitting in the rain ain't happening. Now at 18 I was in there but not at practically 22, the flu isn't a good look for me.

Now luckily for me the hubs is in love with football. He loves Michigan state and will curse Ohio state until the end of time. Our perfect Saturday is sleeping in, finding something to eat, watching afternoon games, maybe a snack, and I'll cook dinner before the big night game. He loves wings while he's watching football, but don't all men.

But today I'm feeling lazy, it's raining I'm in my comfy clothes and I just don't have it in me to cook. Im gonna take a nap and we'll see where today goes, if he gets hungry enough he'll "cook"

Later days

while hubs is away i will play

video games that is. im not going to get on a blog and confess to cheating lol. ok when me and jay(hubs) started dating we would just sit and play madden for hours!!!! break to go eat then go back to the game. that was how the magic happend. i had him at playstation. now that he's working more i have more time to bullshit on PSN(playstation network). I love all kinds og games, fighting, sports, cod(call of duty). That's pretty much how I roll. I love creating classes on cod, modifying my weapons is always fun. Can't go wrong with a good football game either. No matter how much fun I have just playing PS3 for hours on end but I miss him. But playing by myself has helped me get my skills up :)

Later days

just a rant

look...i dont know if you all have seen it but there is a music video about wal mart buy a man named "Mr. Ghetto"...if you havent seen it heres the link.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O1tufujnbzU

now im going to warn its about 4 minutes of your life you will never get back but this shit is pure fuckery(now i know fuckery isnt a real word but it fits). this dude went out and probably found the most hoodrat chicks he saw and bought them some remy and gave their kids a new pair of sneakers. lets be honest, what woman is going to shake her ass in a shopping cart in wal mart while she's  being recorded probably on a cell phone.... -_-

i understand that New Orleans is a different cultrure. flat out i get that, when i was 18 me and a friend went to see what new orleans was like and i was crossing a street and a man rolled down his car window and asked how much we charge. needless to say i havent been in a rush to go back. but i know some very smart down to earth people from new orleans and ive seen(because i try not to associate with such people) people that i want to give a trophy to that says "Thank you for setting back the race"

Call me uppity, white washed or what have you but i grew up in california and got a private education, my mother always said "Oink Oink and Moo Moo isnt in your vocabulary so dont act like a animal" and ive carried that throughout my life. i just saw this and had to vent.

complete and total sidebar. the hubs LOVED the enchiladas that i cooked last night. who knows maybe a domestic goddess might be somewhere deep inside